Seven ft. Brudda! Lyrics

Yeyuh yeyuh

Niggas getting kilt

Behind shit I built

We out everyday

When we out

You don't be there

Next Nigga cap in his rap

We take his engineer

Pops try post

Where we pop at

Pops got popped

Like pills

Yeyuh

I wouldn't want

To hear your tape

If I had seven ears

Young crew retarted

He 14 riding around

With seven kills

I go fast lane in the tracky

Do no switching gears

I see goal and I attack it

I feel like Shaquille

Business man

I need my plate

On the andale

How you say

He ball with me

But he don't even play

Don't get tired I renovate

Feel like Kevin gates

Pinky ring with lemonade

You ever seen a player

Go mane get away

From the jakes

Ever seen a demon go and race

From the jets

I post up on a wraith

From jets

Want the audemar plain

Going big I don't wait

Talking big talk bron

Talking lit talk the nine

This shit deep top five

I say deep talking dame

Rolls seat from chevrolet

Im having gas like the circle k

Last nigga tried me

Got left on the interstate

Was bussing the juggs

For 200

Now niggas won't come

Out the house

Unless it's 10 a play

Watch who you

Put in position

You never know

What niggas do

For a dinner plate

Yeyuh yeyuh

Niggas getting kilt

Behind shit I built

We out everyday

When we out

You don't be there

Next Nigga cap in his rap

We take his engineer

Pops try post

Where we pop at

Pops got popped

Like pills

Yeyuh

I wouldn't want

To hear your tape

If I had seven ears

Young crew retarted

He 14 riding around

With seven kills

I go fast lane in the tracky

Do no switching gears

I see goal and I attack it

I feel like Shaquille